Everyone looked at Jingxuan's dish. To be precise, it was a pot of boiled water. The container was made of white and transparent flavor crystals. However, a wisp of lotus heart floated in the boiled water. The original pure lotus heart kept flowing with a slight black color. The soup did not have a trace of heat. Everyone was surprised by the smell coming, a lonely and cold fragrance, like the snow under the spring and the frost on the plum branches. The fragrance of flowers was indescribable. It was a kind of flower, a variety of flowers, and it was difficult to see the whole picture in the smell of coldness.

Wulai was most looking forward to picking up the spoon and putting a spoon next to the lotus heart. The soup was attached to the spoon, and the slight frost hit the spoon made by Weijing. The spoon was placed in a frosty lotus and spreading like an ice lotus, which was pleasing to the eye. It slowly put it into his mouth. The first taste was ice, very cold ice, and the mouth was thorny, but this cold touch was not as uncomfortable as ordinary cold, but an inexplicable stimulation, accompanied by the fragrance of winter flowers, but in this way, the soup was too... But just now, the temperature of the mouth melted the frost of the soup, and the winter flowers turned into spring water.

Wulai was stunned. The green smell of spring buds spread, as if the frost coat on his tongue had just melted and grew green buds. The faint sweetness was accompanied by a hint of bitterness. This bitter taste was very similar to the aroma of tender buds. The temperature of the soup in the mouth began to rise, and the buds turned into leaves. The tongue was like a wild and changeable aroma of wild flowers, and the taste began to mature in the mouth.

Finally, the compound fruit flavor only appears at this time. There are many kinds of fruit flavors, but they do not blend into one. It seems that walking on the tongue is a group of different fruits holding hands to celebrate the harvest of summer and autumn, slightly sweet and sour! It is very wonderful. Then a coolness dissipates again and starts to snow. These wither and die again. The coolness of frost and snow is accompanied by a little bitterness and a little sadness again, but this bitterness is a bit sweet, making people feel that this frost is

The existence of snow is for the hope of spring. The so-called auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. It is wonderful!! It is wonderful!! The four seasons are reincarnated!! Such a spoonful of soup has made people taste the changes of time! People are constantly changing, and I keep understanding, but those real nature still change according to its rules. I am just like the lotus heart floating in the pot of soup, just acting passionate. It is so small.. Looking at Jingxuan seriously, "Thank you for your guidance from the little master, I benefit a lot."

"I made the master laugh, and I only understood a lot of truths after being guided by another holy monk. Compared to him, I felt that my life's understanding was all about meditation, and I was wrong from the beginning." Jingxuan returned the courtesy and put it together.

"Who is that holy monk?" Wulai felt that Jingxuan's attainment in Zen was above him.

"It's impossible to say that holy monk, he will naturally give you guidance when he needs it." Jingxuan's words made Wulai a little upset. It would be great if he had such a holy monk to give advice.

"I know what you think, and the holy monk said so. After all, the road is to walk by himself. He cannot help me. Although the suppression of precepts is a must for Buddhism, he said that I don't even know why I should suppress the precepts. I am just a Buddha who follows the crowd, not a Buddha who is self, nor a Buddha who transcends the detachment. I am just a water that goes with the flow. Without self, how can I get true happiness without self?" Jingxuan's words made the third brother Wulai silent for a long time, and finally bow to Jingxuan again, "I have received the teachings, Master Jingxuan."

All three of them thought that the so-called holy monk was just a title, the name for sentient beings, and the words of that holy monk were Jingxuan as the words of sentient beings, and he looked at Jingxuan with respect.

After trying it, Lin Liang sighed, "Jingxuan is indeed one of my favorite chefs. His dishes have never disappointed me. This time I was surprised by this bowl of soup. It really made the four-season pearl reincarnate. It is so perfect that even compared to Meng Gu, the inner brother, might as well give more...."

After tasting it, my uncle was stunned and said, "It's amazing..."

Jingxuan looked at the uncle and his face turned slightly red. "I laughed, Master, I am inferior to yours, and the little monk is still self-aware."

Mr. Li also praised him, "Each has its own merits. Jingxuan, you don't have to underestimate yourself so much, but... compared with me, I will never lose."

Jingxuan looked at Old Li, who was as powerful as a different person, and felt the oppression from the overlord of the kitchen world. The overlord broke through... The Five Swords, Qian Yidao, the man who really dared not speak out, but he didn't care and came to Old Wang. "Brother Wang, how do you think I did? Have you conveyed my thoughts to your heart?"

Lao Wang looked at the strange eyes that seemed to the people around him and his wife's sigh. No, no, I... gritted my teeth and said, "Yes!"

"That's good, just understand. This dish was also the inspiration I created when you encouraged me in the back garden last night... In addition, Kun's accommodation is like you accommodate your and my feelings..." Jingxuan's words made Lao Wang, who had just come out, tremble. Why didn't I bring out the kitchen knife and the pot? Taking a deep breath, I chose silence. It's not suitable to get angry today.

Jingxuan nodded at Lao Wang. It was indeed my close friend and best friend. He remembered the best expressions of friendship in the world. He reached out and patted Lao Wang's butt. Lao Wang's wife. Wang Xiaoli looked at Lao Wang and lowered her head slightly. Wang Xiaoli said to her mother, "Mom, will it be uncomfortable to be a wife?"

"I love him, so I will naturally accept everything about him. Jingxuan is good and is very good to me. In fact, I can accept it at that point. Daughter, even if your father is a multi-functional plug, he is still your father..."

"I know, mom..."

Lao Wang looked at Jingxuan's mouth. I should have tear his mouth while I was hostile to him and returned to the kitchen silently. "I still have something to finish, so I'd better add some food..."

Mr. Li, Mr. Li, Ye Cang, uncle, and naked uncle all whistled to greet him, making Old Wang grit their teeth, these bad things... Li Xiangfei hurried over and took Old Wang's hand, "Master Wang, you and Master Jingxuan are nothing, don't think too much, Sister Mei doesn't mind, come on, pursue your true heart..."

"Come on, come to the kitchen with me. I can't tear their mouths down, you can still..." Lao Wang carried Li Xiangfei to the kitchen.
Chapter completed!